Yearning Death

White cloth

I long to be wrapped in the white shrouds of Death,

To be pushed into the comforts of Earth. 

To seek refugee in its warmth, in its solitude.

Yet i seek no such comfort in the torment of the Grave. 

Laying in hope, that my deeds illuminate the darkness as i ascent up, in to the sky.

– By Ali Ilyas

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